When Jia Cong went to guard the nine frontiers,
Indeed, there was no one to teach him.
The descendants of the Eight Dukes and Twelve Marquises were also mostly wealthy people.
These children of the dukes and marquises…
It was unrealistic to expect them to read a lot of books.
Therefore, Jia Cong usually read books by himself.
Xiu Mu would consult people in the city during her shift.
However, the time was too short.
Her current studies could only catch up with a twelve-year-old child.
However, with the memories of his previous life,
It was not difficult to write poems.
If he really couldn't do it, he could just copy a few sentences.
He was not relying on this thing to live.
He already had a title of nobility and was also a thousand households of the Jinyiwei.
In a sense,
Jia Cong had already cut off his path as a scholar.
Looking at the expectant eyes in the room, Jia Cong slowly read,
"The black clouds are pressing down on the city, and the armor light is opening towards the golden scales of the sun.”
"The sound of the horn filled the sky in autumn, and the swallow's fat condensed purple at night.”
"Half a roll of red flag faces Yishui, and the cold sound of the heavy frost drum cannot be heard.”
"I'm here to report your intentions on the Golden Platform and help Jade Dragon die for you!”
After the poem was read, the entire hall fell silent.
Although this poem wasn't considered a good poem,
However, it was the most suitable poem for Jia Cong to recite at this time.
There were so many maids outside.
Who knew which one was the spy the Emperor had left in the Jia residence?
At this time, it was better for him to obediently suck up to her!
The one who had the biggest reaction was not Lin Daiyu, but Shi Xiangyun.
"Good poem, good poem! As expected of Third Brother, he was loyal to the country!”
"The grandeur and brutality of the battlefield hit me in the face, as if I heard the roar of a warhorse!”
"I think I saw myself standing on the city wall just now, and the black mass of enemy troops outside the city came charging at me!”
Jia Cong smiled and nodded.
As for his sister, Shi Xiangyun,
He really felt that he had given birth to a girl by mistake.
Lin Daiyu also clapped her hands and praised,
"I didn't think that Third Older Brother would really be able to compose such a good poem. This poem is so tragic that it makes one feel respect.”
Xue Baochai looked at Jia Cong.
Although she knew that Jia Cong inherited the title because of his military achievements,
However, he did not know much about the border guards.
Now, through poetry,
It was as if he was seeing the scene of a battlefield against an enemy.
Qin Keqing also looked around.
He did not expect this third uncle to be so bold…
On the other hand, Yingchun was startled and said,"
"Brother Cong, why are you so murderous?”
"Second Sister, this is what Sister Lin said about making a battlefield poem. Why did you only react now?”
"Oh, I was just about to say Baoyu's limerick."
Jia Tanchun leaned on Yingchun's shoulder and laughed.
The surrounding sisters also laughed out loud.
Yingchun's second sister was usually dull and slow to react.
When everyone gathered together, they did not say a word for a long time.
It was still the same today.
How long had it been since Baoyu's limerick?
Looking at Yingchun's embarrassed expression,
Jia Cong smiled and said,
"Second Older Sister should usually talk and laugh with the sisters more. This is what she should look like.”
"You and I don't need to be so unorthodox. We brothers and sisters should joke around.”
"If you're always so bored, even a good person will fall sick from boredom.”
Yingchun pursed her lips and nodded.
He had developed this personality after many years of being ignored.
Even if you want to change,
He couldn't change it in a short period of time.
Jia Lan looked at Jia Cong with admiration and said,"
"Third Uncle, you're amazing! I didn't know what the battlefield was like.”
"Only now do I understand that there are still so many shocking things on the battlefield.”
Jia Cong patted Jia Lan's head and said with a smile,"
"Brother Lan, you have to remember in the future, not only do you have to study, but you also have to train your body.”
"If you don't have a good body, how can you survive the days of studying?”
"Tomorrow, I will teach you a set of fist techniques to train your body. It won't be long before you become stronger.”
Jia Lan nodded heavily.
He now looked a little smaller than his peers.
In fact, he was going to start now.
Jia Cong didn't want this future scholar to be cold-hearted.
It just so happened that he was still young, so he could teach him well.
When Shi Xiangyun heard that Jia Cong wanted to teach Jia Lan boxing, she said,
His eyes lit up and he quickly said,
"Third Brother, Third Brother, I want to learn too!”
"Pfft, Sister Yun, don't spout nonsense. How can a girl learn these things?”
"Sister Bao is right. How can this be?”
Xue Baochai and Jia Tanchun stopped him.
Shi Xiangyun looked at Jia Cong pitifully,
She hoped that her third brother would stand up for her.
Jia Cong looked at Shi Xiangyun and then at Lin Daiyu.
"I do have a set of yoga suitable for you. It's not a boxing technique or anything like that. It's a cultivation technique for health.”
"The range of movement is not large, and it can strengthen the body. It is very suitable for girls to practice.”
"Especially since Sister Lin's health isn't good. If you persist for a year, you'll be able to feel the obvious changes.”
"Now, during the vernal equinox and autumnal equinox, Sister Lin is always weak and the medicine is always in her mouth. If he could persist in practicing, he might not need to use medicine in two years.”
Lin Daiyu's eyes lit up.
Even the other girls, including Qin Keqing, had a curious look on their faces.
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